The magnolia flowers bloomed and withered, and the two boys' long youth fell into the same spring.
Gu Zirui was raised as an heir since he was a child, and he kept his emotions and anger in plain sight, but he couldn't hide even a little bit from one person - Song Yizhe's curled hair when he fell asleep on the table, his cheeks that bulged with a green apple lollipop in his mouth, and the unknown fire that surged up in him when someone called him "Azhe". He wanted everything, but couldn't say anything, so his jealousy turned into childishness, his anger was hidden behind his cold face, and he stepped closer and stepped away.
Song Yizhe is different. He was raised by his parents' love and support. He is cheerful, generous and understands boundaries. He thought that a baby kiss to Gu Yue was the answer, until Gu Zirui touched his knee lightly at the hospital on New Year's Eve when the fireworks exploded. Only then did he vaguely realize that some feelings are not black and white, and some people don't have to wait until they lose them to understand their weight.
From the wildflower bracelets under the magnolia tree to the first kiss covered by school uniforms on the balcony of the coming-of-age ceremony, the two lovers have never been separated. It only took them a whole boyhood to finally see each other clearly.
"I have no status and I am angry."
——It took me many years to dare to let you know.
Intention: Love needs to be seen, but also needs to be expressed.